Emily, Shireen and I were all on a flight from New York City to Washington D.C. Sunday at 2 p.m., maybe. Times and dates are a little fuzzy right now. We boarded our flight to Indy around 4 p.m. as some spooky gray clouds were rolling in. Very long story abbreviated, we sat on the runway for 3 hours waiting for the spooky gray clouds to pass when it was announced “WE’VE BEEN CLEARED FOR TAKEOFF!” followed two minutes later by “SUCKAS! WE CAN’T TAKE OFF AFTER THREE HOURS ON THE RUNWAY! FLIGHT CANCELLED!”

They herded us off the plane, gave us a phone number to call and didn’t even say goodbye. Emily got on a flight through Charlotte that left within the hour, she was gone before I was even talking to a human. Shireen was told ten p.m. the next day was the first available while I was offered a flight to Cincinnati that night because “It was close enough.”
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After several minutes of stunned silence she offered me a flight to Indy through Charlotte at 4 p.m. the next day.

So.

In an attempt to find out what happens to luggage when all the flight plans go boom, we asked a gate agent what we should do.

“Why are you not on the 10 o’clock to Indy?” she asked.

“We’re not entirely sure.” we replied.

After a couple of phone calls and some frantic tapping away at her computer we were booked from Washington D.C. to Indianapolis at 10 p.m. that evening, except it had been delayed to 11;15 pm, WHICH WAS FIIINE! We were getting out of there! Hooray!

We sat at our gate and watched the previous plane leave and listened patiently as the gate agents estimated the arrival of our plane. Just after 11 p.m. our plane pulled in and they promised us a quick service turnaround and we’d be boarded and out of there by 11:15 p.m. I hadn’t even bothered to tell Cody the good news because I figured it would be a nice (albeit frightening serial killer-ish) surprise to crawl into bed with him at 3 a.m.

At 11:14 p.m. a woman with a strong Jamaican accent got on the intercom and announced “Flight 5718 to Indianapolis has been cancelled, go to the third floor to rebook your flight out for tomorrow.”

The end.

No explanation.

Boom.

The other 100 passengers groaned so loud the floor shook and staged an uprising, Shireen and I fell into fits of hysterical giggles, because clearly something like this would happen.


(Both photos of a delirious me in National by Shireen.)

We called and rebooked our flights, Shireen was offered 10 p.m. again while I was offered 3 p.m. through Philly. We worked together to get both of us on the Philly flight leaving at 3 p.m. and once it was all done? We were done.

As we stumbled to bag claim going over how many ways things could go more wrong, firemen showed up with axes because there was smoke pouring out of the elevators.

Because of course.

Once we found out our bags had moved onto Indy without us we realized we were in a strange town with a laptop, two smartphones, a stuffed bunny and a lot of lip balm. Someone had seen that we were in D.C. on Facebook and emailed me her phone number, you know, just in case. I’m not so sure she was expecting a call from a total stranger at midnight asking if she could come pick her and her friend up from the airport and oh by the way can we please sleep in your house and do you have a couple of spare toothbrushes we could use?

Chrysta (heretoforth dubbed the ‘Angel of D.C.’) pulled up in her light blue minivan and hauled us back to her house where the most amazing guest bed was awaiting us. Shireen and I stared at each other and both said “I’m sleeping in my underwear” at the same time, we then fell into bed and forgot where we were or how we got there for the next 8 hours.

In the morning Chrysta fed us breakfast, her three boys convinced me that I need a son and then she drove us back to D.C., only instead of dropping us at the airport I asked if she could drop us at the Lincoln Memorial.

Hey, when in D.C., you may as well see some of the sights.

We stared a Lincoln, made the Washington Monument into a unicorn horn, tried to squish it, then walked towards the other end when I turned and saw “That wall thing!” also known as the Vietnam Memorial.

Y’all, I’ve never been to D.C. and my travel weary brain could barely comprehend the amount of history surrounding me. I SAW THE WHITE HOUSE AND THE PENTAGON TODAY. Oh, and the Jefferson Memorial. What’s that thing down there? THE CAPITOL BUILDING OF THE ENTIRE NATION? NO BIG DEAL. Oh, hey there Smithsonian. Holla at the Department of the Treasury! FBI WHAAA! I could have spent DAYS there.

But we had a flight to catch.

Many of the outfits on our flight looked familiar, it was comforting to know we weren’t the only ones in day old underpants and the same outfits from the day before.

Cody was left to fend on his own for one more night with a sick grouchy baby, a big kid who wanted to her mom and I’m pretty sure I owe my neighbor a weekend spa retreat for taking on a sick baby at the last second since Cody had a trial first thing in the morning.

The situation could have been a little better, but it also could have been A LOT worse. I could have had Vivi with me. I could have been alone. I could have been in a crummy city where I didn’t know anyone, I could have been without a cell phone, I could have been rerouted through Vegas, a plane could have crashed or my baggage could have been lost, but none of that happened. I was told I couldn’t get ice cream from an ice cream shop in the Philadelphia airport because it was frozen (seriously.) but that was the extent of our woes today.

What did happen were 36 hours of chaos that were completely out of my control and I made the best of it. I mean, if you have to spend the night in a strange city flying by the seat of your very dirty pants? It may as well be with one of the best people who has ever come into your life and who agrees to squat down in a photo so the Washington Monument looks like a unicorn horn coming out of her head.

Shireen: “You know who else got to go to Washington D.C. after BlogHer?”

Me: “Who?”

Shireen: “NO ONE.”

Comments

  1. what an absolute fun adventure!
    so glad you made the best of it, and you have such a wonderful fan/connection in “the angel of DC”

    now go rest up.
    (oh, and good luck with vivi)

    Casey Reply:

    @mpotter, Holy cow, I wasn’t expecting a 7 a.m. trip to the doctor with a crazy sick baby after ALL OF THAT.
    WHEE!

  2. that will teach ya not to wear white skinny jeans on a travel day. I am so glad we are all home now.

    Casey Reply:

    @designhermomma, Yoga pants forever. (And a spare pair of underpants in my carry on.)

  3. I love this. You could have made it this horrible thing, but instead you made it a grand adventure. That is always the way to go.

    Yay for kind stranger angels. :)

    Casey Reply:

    @Issa, I almost felt bad having such a good time knowing Cody had had such a rough weekend.
    So, I felt a little guilty. But still. I enjoyed myself.

  4. I love your attitude. Yes, things could always be so much worse is my mantra. It sound negative, but it’s really not.

    Casey Reply:

    @Sandra, When you expect the worse then you’re always pleasantly surprised when everything doesn’t suck!

  5. Flying just isn’t the same as it used to be. The same thing happened to Sierra and her friend when they flew to Utah to spend a week at BYU. On their flight home they got stuck in Albany and their flight was canceled due to an electrical storm and were there for six hours!! They finally made it to JFK only to find out that their flight there was also canceled, and had to fly out the next day at 4PM!!! Because their minors they can’t let them get a hotel room. It was chaotic, but my brave girl made it home safe. Fortunately we live close to NY that we drove to JFK to pick them up!

    Although you endured all that frustration trying to get home I’m glad you got to see the sights in D.C. Believe me…if I lived there & had a working vehicle I would have definitely picked y’all up & offered y’all a place for the night (or days!)

    I love you Casey & I hope you enjoyed BlogHer! Sorry I missed it…had other priorities! See ya next time! xxx

    Casey Reply:

    @Rose, Oh man, it’s so overwhelming. Let’s get you to Blissdom or EVO for your first conference, deal?

    And dude! Go Sierra!

    Rose Reply:

    @Casey, Deal…keep in touch will ya! I definitely have a goal to make it to one of those conferences! xo

  6. I now do not feel so bad about our canceled/delayed/delayed/canceled/standby adventure last Wednesday as we tried to get to NYC for BlogHer. This was much worse (and much better!) than that. But I do know that it’s nice to go through it all with friends. If it weren’t for being with Alli, who knows where I would have ended up that day! (And ftr, if this ever happens to you in Nashville, you know who to call!!)

    Casey Reply:

    @Malia, I kind of want to get stuck in every airport in America now, at least the ones that have friends nearby.

  7. Oh you two! I’m glad everything went okay. I mean annoying, but in the grand scheme of things… adventure!

    Casey Reply:

    @the grumbles, Total adventure. Surreal and super crazy strange magical adventure.

  8. I love you so much. And I’m so glad Shireen has found you. Seriously. Love. You.

    Casey Reply:

    @Redneck Mommy, I wouldn’t have wanted to be sweating through America’s capitol with just anyone, I’m so thankful it was her.

  9. DC is one of my all-time favorite cities and I love going there whenever I can. I was driving in that storm and all I can say is, be grateful you weren’t flying in it because you would have been fried at 10,000 feet.

    Meanwhile, so happy to have a couple of hugs with you amidst the insanity of BlogHer and love, love, love, that you had a wonderful time amongst a tough day. xo

    Casey Reply:

    @Chrysula, Aw man, that’s good to hear, because in D.C. it was barely a little spit of rain, super frustrating but I understand the safety first. Kind of.

  10. You know who else I would have rather been stuck in DC with?

    NO ONE.

    Cordoza.

    Casey Reply:

    @Just Shireen, Ditto.
    We’ve just become so annoying with SO MANY INSIDE JOKES.

    JAAAYY!

  11. i like the kid photo bomb in that last pic.

    Casey Reply:

    @Katie, Dude, D.C. is the unintentional photobomb capital of the world.

  12. Mel Benham says:

    Casey, you totally crack me up! :) It’s great that you and Shireen found a way to enjoy what could have otherwise been a very upsetting, discouraging situation. I laughed through your whole post – you have such a great attitude! :)

    Casey Reply:

    @Mel Benham, It’s a good thing we weren’t stuck in Toledo, I’ll be there isn’t much near THAT airport.

  13. Glad to know you finally made it home without further incident. I hope things went a little more smoothly upon your arrival than you were anticipating. Maybe you were able to unruffle some feathers with thoughts of a whole week at the Hotel Richards, within 90 minutes of most of the Top 20?

    For the record, it never occur(r?)ed to me that I was bringing a stranger home to sleep in my house. You were just a long-time friend I’d never actually met before, and now we’ve rectified that situation. That Shireen, though, she’s strange. ;P

    Casey Reply:

    @Chrysta, Ha! Yeah, I never thought of you as a stranger either. It would have been really hard to cover up the fact either of us were crazy with how much we interact online.
    I’m bummed I had to come home to a sick baby, but she forced me to slow down today and not try to make up for last time.

    We’ll be back. OH, WE’LL BE BACK.

  14. That is phenomenal, I would never have had the courage to call a complete stranger and sleep at their house. I would have just sat at the airport and ranted and cried then ranted some more and probably cried some more. You’re amazing.

  15. Crazy airport adventures! I’ll have to remember to try to have a good time next time I’m in a “situation”. Good thing my husband knows people all over the country, we got to stay with his friends in Atlanta when we got stuck there overnight. That was after we’d been those crazy people sprinting through the airport only to arrive at the gate 2 minutes after they closed the doors. :P

    Also, I only got a day and a half in DC last summer as my first visit and it was soooo not enough! It’s surreal to be walking around looking at things that you’ve always heard of and seen photos of.

    Yay for being home and hope Vivi is better soon!

  16. Oh I have chills. Such a happy ending.

    Steph

  17. what an adventure! you girls will NEVER forget those days!

  18. I’m glad I got to hug you. Twice. That will have to do until the next time.

  19. I had no idea that BlogHer scheduled an extra day in DC. Very cool. ;) Glad you are home safe. xoxo

  20. Sounds like an intersting layover. :) On the way back from Mexico last year I had a flight delay in Philly. They offered to fly people to Cincinnati later and shuttle us to Indy. I was really tempted because they offered a 500 flight voucher, but my husband wanted me to come home since I had been on vacation without him for a week. :)

  21. It definitely looks like you guys had quite the amazing adventure. Almost makes me want to hope for such adventure when I fly to San Diego tomorrow. Except I’m going alone so its not nearly as exciting as if I had my best friend with me!